Title: A pirate ship Sam?

Summary: Sam goes to tell Dean what he saw, and Dean can't believe it. Then Sam

and Dean start to dig around through the towns past and discover what could possibly

be taking down the ships.


Sam was out of breath by the time he ran back to the inn. "Dean!" Sam called out to his

brother. Dean was standing in a big foyer with antique pictures on the walls going up the

stairs.

"What? Are you okay?" Dean asked in concern.

"You're not going to believe what I saw. A pirate ship Dean, and actually pirate ship.

Dean just looked at Sam in confusion.

"Sam pirates are only in the movies. You know Johnny Depp, Orlando Bloom, Captin

Hook?"

"I really did see a pirate ship!" exclaimed Sam. The two didn't notice that they had an

audience.

"Umm excuse me, can I help you?" asked a woman in a light blue tank. Sam and Dean

both turned around. They were in awe, especially Dean over the beatuy of the girl in front

of them. She had jet black hair that made her honey brown eyes stand out. Her skin was

medium brown with a body to die for.

"Uhh, hello I'm Jerry and this is my friend Ashton, we're from Michigan reporting on the

life the Miami citizens." Sam just nodded his head in agreement. "And we're looking for

some rooms."

"Oh, okay. How come you don't want to be along the beach? asked the girl.

"Because we wanted to have quiet nights at a inn instead of sleepless ones at a hotel

along the beach." answered Dean.

"Well we only have one room available because we are remodeling the other five rooms.

So if you want to go find another place, I'll understand. "

Oh no it's fine, Jerry can just sleep on the floor." Sam punched Dean on the arm, but he

knew that it was payback for what he did to Dean earlier. The girl gave Dean a room key,

but before leaving he asked the girl her name.

"My name is Charity, let me show you to your room." Charity said as she began to head

upstairs.

"So can you tell us a little about this place?" asked Sam when they head up the stairs.

"Well it was built in the late 1600's as a lighthouse, but all the ships that were suppossed

to dock never came. So the kighthouse was torn down and this inn was built as a wedding

gift to Mrs. Addins from her husband Mr. Addins." Sam stopped to study the pictures on the

wall and noticed a stiff couple posed in them.

"Well they didn't look very happy in their pictures." noted Sam as he saw stern faces.

"Yeah, they had reasons not to be. Mrs. Addins had seven miscarriages and was killed

by looters when she was alone at the inn one day." Chairty said as they reached the top

of the stairs.

Dean whispered to Sam, " There's a possibilty that the Addins lady could be messing

with the ships."

"Who knows?" replied Sam.

"Well, here is you room guys. Y'all will be staying in the room where Mrs. Addins died.

I hope you have an enjoyable night. My room is downstairs if you guys need anything."

"Oh, thanks. I'll let, I mean we'll let you know if we need anything."

"Aight, later." Charity left the two alone in their room.

"Dean, you're so gonna lose that bet." Dean just rolled his eyes and began to get

unpacked.

" Back to this whole pirate ship. What did it look like? Did it have a black sail with

bones on it?" Dean asked sarcastically.

" I don't think it had a black sail, but that's besides the point. I really did see it. Come

on lets go down to the bay." Sam left the room to go back outside. Dean met him at

the waters edge.

"How sure are that it wasn't somebody pretending to be a pirate, and decided to go

all out?" Dean said as he put his hands in his denim jean pockets.

"Well I'm not." Sam said defeated.

"Dude, you've had too many monsters." Chuckled Dean as he went up back to the inn.

"Damn you Johhny Depp", Sam cursed. Sam couldn't shake the feeling of what he thought

he saw. He decided to take a stroll along the bay, he kept walking and walking until he

came across an old graveyard. He opened the rusty gate and took note of what he saw.

In the middle of the grounds, there was a huge tombstone. Sam could only guess that it

belonged to Mrs. Addins. He walked up to the stone and he was right.

"I see you found your way around." Sam looked over his shoulder and Charity was

coming towards him.

"Yeah, I guess I kinda did."

"You better get in, there's a storm coming."

"Really?"

"Every time there's a storm, a ship disappears." Charity said with a faraway look in her

eyes."

"A ship disappears?" asked Sam.

Charity look Sam directly in his eyes. " Ships have been disappearing for awhile now,

and no body or bodies have been found."

"Has the Coast..."

"Yes the Coast Guard has been looking, but found nothing. I blame it on Mrs. Addins."

Charity said. Without warning lightning struck a nearby tombstone, Sam and Chairty

both jumped. "That was too close I'm going back inside, I reckon you do the same."

Charity took off running. Sam went to the stone that was struck by the lightning.

It had no name, only markings etched into the stone, and a death date. By now it was

pouring down raining. Sam headed back to the inn, but stopped one last time to see

what was out in the water. Off in the distance he saw a light. Someone was screwed.

Sam busted into the inn, "Dean, Dean!" Dean came out of what probably was the

kitchen.

"What?" said Dean with his mouth stuffed.

"We need a boat, quick!"